And Here I Am, Handling It All, As Usual

Anna is sick. We're on day three of a high fever, massive congestion, and a cough that's so racking, she broke blood vessels in her face. Just another on of those times that being a single Mom is kicking my butt.

I've been up with her, medicating her, refilling the vaporizer, and worrying myself silly over her for a couple of nights now and I'm seriously sleep deprived. To make it worse, my boss's boss is visiting the office today - the big Kahuna - and I'm out for the second workday taking care of her. It's just as well - I'm so exhausted that I'd be likely to drive right into a guard rail on the way into work. Have you ever been so tired that your face felt like rubber and like it wasn't even part of your body? Yeah, it's that bad.

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I don't have anything enlightening to tell you except I'm stretched so thin right now, I feel worn right through to breaking. And it doesn't do any good to complain about worrying over your job when your kid needs you, or the fact that her father lives in another state now and can't help with her, nor does it make any sense to wish to win the lottery or magically find a nanny who appears when my kid is sick. None of that is going to change what is, and what is will just have to be gotten through.

One of the not-so-magical and not terribly empowering parts of living on my own now. Some days feel wonderful. Some days, like today, not so much. Sorry for whining. I'm just a bit overwhelmed right now. I promise, I'll pull up the bootstraps tomorrow. In the meantime, tell me you made it through times like this to - and more importantly - tell me how.